Emergent The road less traveled is far more bumpy With less care put in to maintain In parts the road is overgrown In others it fades only to reappear again Where you least expect it The swamps were a surprise The trees a spindled, branches…
Tag: poems
Hour 22 – Tenderness – Text Prompt
Dove in hand, my songbird You sing so sweetly to me Jealous birdy, oh so needy, You steal my donut freely With careful tenderness As your heart pounds Fearless as you escape The cage designed for Your protection You pluck my garnet heartstrings And soar…
Hour 21 – Self – Expression – Image Prompt
Self – Expression We are different people Me, my self, and I Each face each different problem With different faces on display Seen with separate visions, Some are more fragile than others And while I am on display We keep the walls between myself And…
Hour 21- Akai Kasa to Shiroi Kutsu = Text Prompt
The splash of rain on pavement As many head to work Black on black umbrellas Suits and shoes and Briefcases And colorless sedans Crowd a heavy street There on the bleak street corner Is the friend I’ll meet A splash of color in the black…
Hour 20 – Hassle – Image Prompt
The photo is lovely, Pristine white sheets in a field of blooms Palms outstretched overhead But the hassle of the framing Puts me far from the mood To enjoy such a perfect photo framing Imagine if a bird flew over Or the ants in the…
Hour 20 – The Woman with the Top Hat – Text Prompt
The Woman with the Top Hat She stood outside Buck’s Cafe Rain or shine she stood every day The woman with the Top Hat What stood out about her was not her hat Fashion is as fashion wants But the fact that she never stopped…
Hour 19 – Cheating – Image Prompt
Penny for my thoughts you say A penny ain’t enough You say you love me for my mind But now it seems you’re stuck. See I’ve seen you smoking Though you swore you quit And while I don’t mind lying I just can’t get over…
Hour 19 – The Mythical Sun and Moon – Text Prompt
Welcome to San Luno, run by Señor Bruno We sleep during your day light Within this city we keep desert hours We come awake at night Buildings made of mesa, stone and pueblo cliffs The inhabitants are happy Though there’s lots we miss. Like there…
Hour 18 – This Wealth Means Death – Image prompt
This Wealth Means Death To some this orange hue is welcome A lovely bloom in spring A confident orange blossom That wealth and happiness does bring But to me this bloom means death The stamen causes allergies As fierce as tiger’s claws The petals poison…
Hour 18 – The First Kitten – Text Prompt
The First Kitten She had been expecting For quite a while And told me as much loudly That she was with child At first I could not know I’d never seen a queen But then it was obvious And nearly too late to be seen…